I'm running a Dark Heresy game over an IRC channel at the moment. The player characters are all members in a penal legion-esque unit called the 1st Mortis Regiment. We've only done one session so far but they've already crash landed onto the surface of a jungle deathworld called Talon, where they're having their first deployment. Angry Natives, Zombies, Dinosaurs and aliens await them. As well as a few Space Conquisatadores.

If you're playing on PC there are a few nice realism mods out that really do make it more difficult. I prefer them, and I'm glad that New Vegas is coming with it's own Hardcore option rather than having to wait for mods.

Thanks. (Edit) Here is my attempt at a character. Could anyone give it a look over and make sure I haven't messed up? I know the background could do with more work. I'm aware some of the personality stuff probably won't come up but I like to flesh characters out, it'll probably come up sooner or later. I hope I judged the 'feel' of the game right.

Jobs in the apartment: (Unsure.. Ideas?)Physical appearance: Long brown hair frames a face that always seems to be tired, with brown eyes and an unshaven beard. The hair was held away from his eyes with a piece of black cloth tied around from his forehead. Each side hung over his chest unless tied back, something which he preferred not to do. He wears a black T shirt with a 'Muse' logo over part of the chest. Jack wears a pair of loose dark, faded jeans scuffed at the ankles.

Underneath his clothes he's pretty thin, though the loose attire hides it somewhat. He isn't particularly muscled or toned. The inside of each arm bears tattoos with the names of the rest of his band. Jill, Miles and Nicola. They're each accompanied by a scar, he tries to keep these hidden though such an attempt would be ultimately futile. His messenger bag usually hands at his hip in the right and contains his belongings apart from the SAA which has a holster on his other hip. He wears a pair of dirtied white converse shoes.

Personality: A sarcastic smart ass with a dark humour, Jack will always try to crack jokes when nervous or in a tense situation. This has led to him having more than his fair share of slaps due to an apparent inability to avoid making jokes of the few potential girlfriends he had. It does make him a somewhat funny person to be around though. He over-thinks things a lot and second guesses himself. This in addition to indecisiveness means he's not the best person to ask to devise a plan. Jack does seem to enjoy 'troubleshooting,' finding solutions to problems.

He also has an urge to sing whenever listening to his favourite songs or scything through zombies (He has learnt to control this somewhat). Luckily for others his MP3 player ran out of power months ago, unluckily he knows most of the lyrics off by heart. In truth, the singing helps distract him from what he's actually doing, Essentially mutilating the corpses of the once living. Music also seems cloesly tied to his emotions, watching a sad scene in a film would do nothing to him but a sad tune will always illicit a response. Jack has an odd sense of pride, he'll refuse food, preferring to cook anything he eats himself. And would be more likely to give food to someone else rather than take it himself unless absolutely starving. He likes to travel light, if something can't fit in his bag then it'll be left behind for someone else. Micheal's also definately not a 'morning' person, being irritable and slow witted until the early afternoon. He found it hard to sleep ever since they left England, now it seemed more like a survival adaptation rather than the result of nerves. When Jack does sleep he tends to move around a lot and talk, though he only rarely sleepwalks. One thing he has noticed, is that without all of the light pollution of humanity's bright lights, the night sky looks amazing.

History: A native of the British Isles, Jack didn't picture finding himself in a somewhat strange, foreign country when the fall of humanity came. He'd been on a road trip across the states with the other members of his band when the troubles began. They managed to survive for a while together, but one by one they fell until only he was left.

His early life was average, school, college then university. Jack was always interested in how the human mind worked and so took a natural interest in the field of psychology. He wasn't the outgoing type but he had spent a few years as a scout. Doing the typical lighting fires and camping activities. Like many other things he eventually lost interest and quit rather than advance to the next level.

It was during the 2 college years that he found himself forming a rock band with his friends Miles (Drummer), Jill (Bassist) and Nicola (Singer). He was the lead guitarist himself, though he sung his fair share of the lyrics as well as writing most of the music. They weren't exactly successful however, they decided after a particularly disappointing gig to try their luck in the US. The group took a gap year and blew their maintenance grants on plane tickets. It was all planned out, they'd travel through a number of states, performing anywhere they could as they went. The plan was to get their music heard and to hopefully gain a following.

Even the best laid plans of drunken students are ruined by zombie apocalypses. The airports shut down and they were stranded with no contacts, knowledge of the country or any idea of how to escape. Jack managed to survive, he was surely infected but he wasn't even aware of how the virus spread. That was until he had to put a bullet through Jill's head. Seeing your friend die twice was almost too much for him. He wandered aimlessly, surviving through sheer luck more than anything else.

The 3 survivors managed to survive for a few months on an island in the middle of the Delaware river opposite Bristol. It provided some safety but they'd have to travel across to the city to scavenge for supplies, a wooden rowing boat their only method of transport across. There wasn't any true shelter but they had a source of 'fresh' water in the river. It would always be boiled but they were never sure it killed whatever traces of the virus could be in it. During one routine scavenging expedition things went horribly wrong. Jack's indecision got them into a bad situation which Miles and Nicola didn't survive. It was a turning point for him. He felt he had to move on and Jack tried to forget. It was hard to forgive yourself for causing the deaths of the only meaningful things you had left in your life. (Please don't freak out if i've messed up on geography. I used google maps to try and find a suitable spot...)